Anyone else developed bat-like levels of hearing when it comes to any noise outside your front door? Posties and delivery drivers have become our heroes and, in many cases, our imaginary best friends, too.
Tell us a better sound than a knock at 10am or 2pm or even 10pm (if youβre using same day delivery). Itβs only a shame when the driver disappears by the time weβve opened the door. We could use their company β guess weβll just have to make do with more βstuffβ instead.
With non-essential stores still shut for weeks to come, itβs no surprise online sales have increased dramatically during this pandemic: 61% of Brits have admitted to shopping more online during Covid-19 (and itβs not like some people didnβt already have a serious habit).
Experts are calling it βcomfort spendingβ. Whether itβs self-care or a serious lack of self-control, the over-ordering is hitting new levels in lockdown β as the tweets below show.
Retail therapy is for real
At least thatβs what we tell ourselves.
The science is simples: buy everything in your cart
We need some way to mark time
Plot twist: the days when a package is due to arrive, but doesnβt.
Feeling this one in our souls
It takes a queen to know.
A watched postman never arrives
But we canβt stop refreshing delivery status.
And when he does arrive π
Unless there are spies about...
Whoβs to say whatβs essential anyway
We need βem all.
Anything goes (until it arrives)
*Some* purchases are worth it
Welcome to our world, newbies
Itβs *anything* but healthy here
Win-lose.
Me, myself and my credit card
Itβs helping the economy, ya know.
Weβre looking better for it, at least
Finally, all those cute clothes we bought last year get a outing.
And itβs a mood if nothing else
POV: me in lockdown 3000.